Today is a blue sky, green grass, breezes blowing sort of day.
The rains of the past three days has washed our world looks fresh and clean.
Today I just have to get outside and look up at the dancing leaves, green against the blue sky.
Life is everywhere. There's always something new bursting forth in the valley, if only I will take time to stop all the noise inside my head, look, and listen.
I need to hit that Pause button before the beauty of this day passes me by.
I take another deep breath. It's a day of contemplation, unwinding, renewing.
Listen, the birds are singing their song. And it's a happy one!
a poem by Edgar A. Guest
“I want to go fishing ! somewhere on a stream
I want to give way to the longing to dream.
Away from the tumult of motor and mill.
I want to be carefree. I want to be still!
I’m weary of doing things; weary of words,
I want to one with the blossoms and birds.
I want to push off from the river-kissed shore
Alone with my dreams and my fancies once more.
I am wearying of reading the books on my shelf
I want to be quiet and think for myself.
I’ve a feeling sometimes of huge things crushing me
And I want to go somewhere and set my soul free.
I want to go fishing! to sit all alone
Where only the purest of breezes are blown;
To visit in worlds that are different from ours,
The world of the insects, the song birds, the flowers;
To question the skies and the waters below
And be the glad youth that I was long ago.”
Summer Fun At Green Valley Lake Cottages